Dave was pulled forward by the falling opponent, but quickly let go of the goon's shirt then he looked down at him lying on the ice. He was surprised ...o see a glazed look in his eyes as blood gushed from his nose. Dave skated away and immediately saw Ricey jumping around by the glass near the dressing room. Ricey was moving his hands across his waist to tell Dave to mimic him. Dave smiled and started to slide his hands back and forth across his waist. The crowd started to boo him even louder. The gag and blindfold came off lastly, she remembered blinking in the bright morning sun. It took a few moments before she could see either of them. Her joints screamed as they helped her to a nearby cushion, a round cushion that looked like a dog bed to Ayla. Not that she cared at this point. They even let her lay there, curled up, for a bit. Then they snapped on her regular cuffs, belt and collar by hand. She was?.fed and watered?..and "walked"?..and brought back out here. Julian even. We lay there, with Amanda on top of me, held tightly with my legs, my arms holding her neck loosely. Amanda squirmed beneath me but I held her just tightly enough to keep her from escaping.I whispered in her ear, “If you stop squirming for a minute maybe this thing will shrink and I’ll let you up. I don’t particularly want to...” and I stopped, quite completely at a loss for words.“And you don’t want to showcase your manhood?” she whispered back. “Let me sit up and you can try to talk your way. I guess the surprise registered on my face,“I’m serious,” John replied. “She’s probably like you.”The thought of banging Cindy was not one I had seriously entertained, but I had to admit that in the recesses of my mind, I found her quite attractive.“Are you guys having issues?” I asked.“Yeah,” John replied, taking a sip from his bourbon and coke.“Anything I can do to help out?” I asked. I was trying to be sincere in my approach.John scratched the side of his nose. I could tell he was nervous. I.